Chapter 35: Now, It's Your Turn

"ROAR..."

A low, suppressed roar echoed over the basin.

The Spine-Ripper Dragon Beast shook its head from side to side in agitation. It slammed its thick tail against the ground, carving out a half-foot-deep fissure and sending rock fragments flying.

Around the basin, many of the young Elves subconsciously took a few steps back, their faces a little pale.

Although most of them had been through combat training and fought against Lizard-men, the instinctual fear that came from facing such a colossal beast was still difficult to suppress.

This was a Silver Tier Dragon Beast!

Even if it was just a low-rank Silver, it wasn't something that rookies who hadn't even reached the Black Iron Tier could possibly contend with.

But as agitated as the Dragon Beast was, standing next to Cedric, it didn't dare make a single unusual move.

The Elf before it, many times smaller in size, gave off an extremely terrifying sense of danger. Its bestial instincts told it not to act rashly.